The Keepers of the Woods

In forests deep and meadows wide,
Where ancient secrets love to hide,

They weave their spells in whispers light,
And fill the world with pure delight.

Invisible to all but dreams,
They mend the world with silver seams.

Their laughter twinkles, songs ensnare,
Enchanting hearts with tender care.

In realms unseen, where magic flows,
Where time stands still and beauty grows,

The fairies' realm, a mystic sight,
Transforms the dark with sparkling light.

They flit and flutter in the breeze
A gentle soul among the leaves